Take Me Home

This morning I woke up very excited. It was my last night in my cell. I thought to myself “This time tomorrow, I will be in my own house again. I was so happy I even ate some of the nasty breakfast they gave me. I was too thrilled to noticed how bad it was.

The warden took me out for my morning walk. I even smiled at Larry, Moe, and Dizzy. Those three dogs had been at the prison longer than I have been. They would make fun of me because I have class. While they would lick their bums, I would have my nails done. One day, Larry kicked some dirt on me while Moe and Dizzy laughed at me. I walked over to there drinking bowl and used it as a temporary bath tub. When I did that they gave me a blank look. I didn’t care. The funny thing is after I did that, they drank out of the same bowl I bathed in. What stupid beast lol.

After I smiled at the trio of retards, the warden thought it would be funny if I posed with them on someone bike. Being the model I am, I took the best picture I could. I posed on that bike like Cleopatra standing above her subjects.

Once my “Modeling” work was done. I was taken for my usual routine of being pampered. I can’t wait to get home to have some real pampered with real good soap. Not the generic Wal-Mart brand. I will give the warden credit, He knew that I like ” purple Passion” Nail Polished. He even found matching hair bows.

When they where done, They put me in my holding cell. I knew that any minute Mommy would come in and rescue me. I didn’t want to look like I was expecting it so I played it off. After an hour passed, I thought that maybe Mommy was getting all my appointments set up and that she would take me there once I got out. During that time I feel asleep.

Next thing I knew, I hard the phone ring. I just knew that Mommy calling the warden to tell them that she was there. After about ten minutes, the warden came back to my area.

He said ” I am sorry little fella, It looks like you going to be here a little bit longer”

I couldn’t believe my ears. Mommy is keeping me here a bit longer. All these thought began to come into my head. Doesn’t she realized I belong with her not in the prison. Does she want me get prison fleas? Does she even want me anymore?

I was so hurt that I didn’t eat my lunch. I would just sit on my pillow and mope. Then all of a sudden I heard the phone ring again. The warden told the person on the other end that they was a Mr Muggles here. I am thinking Mommy changed her mind and is picking me up for good.

The warden left his post to get the door for Mommy. After a minute, I saw the warden come back thought the door. Following him wasn’t Mommy, It was some brown headed woman. Upon closer inspection,It was Mrs Angela Petrelli. She asked the warden If she could see me alone. The warden nodded his head and left.

She started to introduced her self but I stopped her. I told her I knew who she was and asked why was here.

Her Answer: “I think we need to talk”

To be continued….